In the vaguely discernible sky, groups of infantry figures suddenly appeared at the end of the sight of some Qing army green soldiers who did not suffer from night blindness. These Ming troops who broke through were obviously not elite elites, because their formation was relatively chaotic, and they were shouting chaotically on the front line - they were relatively neat when they first started shouting, but now they are getting more and more chaotic. Going up there was a loud and noisy sound of strange screams.
It was clearly a pre-dawn raid, but for them to make such chaotic noises, the Ming army was either a mob or crazy.
Everyone in the green battalion thought so, including Wu Weihua, the commander-in-chief of Gongshunhou of the Qing Dynasty. He exhaled heavily, and his face under the night had returned to calmness.
The soldiers surrounding him were now as confident as General Wu. They had all fought against Qufu, and they had also fought against the Ming Army's Chebao Tuweizi three days ago. However, the loss was not big - because the Liu family's army in Qufu was the main force, and Xu Dingguo's people were at the forefront when they took a taxi and surrounded the fortress. Wu Weihua's green battalion soldiers just waved flags and shouted for assists. There were not many casualties. However, they still saw a Ming army that was completely different from what they knew!
Brave and good at fighting, brave and not afraid of death!
Although they are not as good as the Heavenly Soldiers of the Eight Banners, they are not something they, the Green Camp soldiers, who are worse than the coated slaves, can deal with. So when they were sent by Duduo to ambush the Ming army in the east of Tuweizi, everyone felt that a disaster was coming.
If it weren't for the Han army with white flags and the coated slaves guarding them from behind, most of them, who were inferior to slaves, would have escaped under the cover of night.
Even if they don't run away, they will let go when those vicious Ming troops rush out... My parents have only given one life, and there is no way to make up for it if they die!
But the Han army and the coated slaves were hiding in the darkness behind them. How could they not sacrifice their lives?
Just when everyone thought things were going to be more or less doomed, a swarm of enemies unexpectedly arrived.
Because the sky is dark, no one can see how many Ming troops there are now. Only a hazy group of Ming troops could be seen, rumbling over!
After a while, the sound of shouting gradually disappeared on the battlefield, and the rumbling, thunderous sound of footsteps, horse hooves, and perhaps the sound of vehicles pressing on the ground formed a mass and enveloped the entire battlefield. !
It turns out that those Ming troops who were making chaotic shouts were just the vanguard, with a steady stream of troops behind them... These Wu Weihua and his green soldiers were quite confident just now, but now they all have expressions on their faces. Pale.
At this moment, the first Ming army commander had already jumped over the ditch and climbed over the low parapet, and his skills were quite strong. I saw this man wearing a cloth-covered iron armor, an iron helmet on his head, and a shield in front of him. Only half of his head was exposed. He looked around with a pair of sharp eyes. When he found nothing, he yelled: "The Tatars have escaped!"
As soon as the shouts died down, more Ming army picks climbed over the earthen wall. They were all well-armored, holding shields and carrying guns, and they were all quite big - Gao Hongtu's regiment training were all big men from Shandong! Can I be selected as a forward if I am small?
The big shield soldier was followed by a big pike soldier, all of whom had armor, and the spears in their hands were all about one foot long, that is, more than three meters. They were all sharp weapons used to poke the cavalry!
Wu Weihua has a pair of night eyes. Even if the sky is still hazy now, he can clearly see the Ming army's selection of frontmen who are climbing over the earth wall like a tide.
Everyone has armor, the swordsmen all carry javelins, and the pikemen's spears have not shrunk in length...whose servant is this!
So many more!
Wu Weihua's forehead was already covered with cold sweat!
At this moment, the sound of the urging cannon rumbled.
This is Duduo, who is supervising the battle from behind, urging him!
Wu Weihua quickly opened his throat and shouted: "My sons, it's time to make contributions! Give me all the damn work! If you beat Gao Hongtu to death, I will take you to Jinan to rob him, and you will not be sealed for three days!"
Robbing Jinan...that doesn't inspire anyone! Because who doesn’t know that Jinan has been slaughtered by Duduo’s soldiers for a long time, and there are still valuables to rob?
If so, it would probably be second in Qufu...
Although he didn't believe it, the soldiers behind Wu Weihua still responded loudly, then ran along the trench to deliver the order, and at the same time drove the ambush soldiers in the trench to crawl out to fight. Wu Weihua turned around and climbed out of the trench surrounded by more than 200 remaining soldiers. But he didn't crawl toward the Tuhe River, but backwards.
In other words, Wu Weihua was separated from his soldiers by a ditch. And this ditch is also his "supervisory battle line". His soldiers are lined up in a long line, and everyone has a steel knife in their hand. Anyone who dares to retreat through the trench will be killed or buried!
The Ming army's front pickers also found themselves "ambushed" at this time, but they were not afraid, because they all knew that they would encounter green battalion cannon fodder soldiers. They could tell by looking at their equipment, uniforms, and their chaotic appearance.
Liu Biao, a great man from Shandong Province, was born into a military household in Pingshan Guards. His ancestors also worked as a hundred households, but he only had a dozen acres of thin farmland in his hands, which was depleted due to the war and the drought. Fortunately, he had some ancestral martial arts skills, so he joined the army and earned a small salary. However, he worked with several commanders, but no one appreciated him. Later, because the original army was disbanded, he joined the Shandong regiment training army, and he was hanging around. It wasn't until yesterday that he got the chance - if you choose to be a forward, you can be promoted to one level and be rewarded with a hundred acres of land. If you can cut off the head of a Tatar, the reward will be calculated separately.
It's not much, but it tastes good after all.
Now Liu Biao rushed to the front with a few good players who were also full of swordsmen. They were also the first batch to fight with the braided soldiers crawling out of the ditch on the right.
"There are Tatars!" Liu Biao opened his throat and shouted - he knew those must be the Green Camp, but when beheading, they still have to be counted as real Tatars...50 taels per head, Let Prince Zhu bring the money!
"Javelin!" Liu Biao roared again, and threw the javelin in his hand violently. The black javelin carried the strong wind and flew towards a small leader of the green camp soldiers more than ten steps away, impartially. He stabbed the man under the right collarbone and penetrated directly. The man was not dead, he fell to the ground and screamed.
And this scream also kicked off the bloody battle in Tuhe!
Although the Ming army's selection of forwards for the assault tonight could not come up with a decent formation (they were temporarily mobilized), they still had some rules. The sword is in front and the spear is in the back. The sword player has two javelins each. When the enemy sees the enemy, he first throws the javelin, and then draws the sword to fight.
A sword player who can be a forward picker can naturally use a javelin. So as soon as Wu Weihua's green battalion soldiers crawled out of the ditch, they were hit by waves of javelin fire!
In fact, the green soldiers of the Wu family also have javelins, but they haven't practiced much, so they can't throw them very well, and even if they throw them, they will be in vain.
So before the white blades on both sides met, General Wu's green battalion soldiers fell to the ground. The lucky ones went directly to hell, but the unlucky ones were still there wailing and screaming. But the call couldn't last long, because the Ming army's selection of frontmen had to cut off their heads to report their merits and receive rewards.
After the rain of javelins, there was a hand-to-hand fight between the swordsmen of both sides...
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A few miles away from the battlefield where the two sides collided and fought, Duduo and He Luohui were watching the hazy battlefield under the night.
He Luohui whispered: "Wu Weihua is really a loser...His 3,000 green soldiers are just dishonest! My lord, 3,000 people, don't you feel sorry for me at all?"
"They will die!" Duduo shook his head, "These green soldiers are smart! They will soon run eastward along the Tuhe River. Most of the Ming army's front picks will be attracted, and the large group behind them will also take it lightly. .
If we do not send some green soldiers, this battle will not be easy... There are almost 30,000 troops, and they are marching along the river. If they form a tight formation, they will march like a forest. what should we do? They don't need to go too far, only 20 miles.
So we have to make them think that they have a plan, that the road ahead is smooth, and that there is someone ahead who can beheaded! "
"Your Majesty is wise!"
